Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

Chapter 42 Too Tzeuchi
  Space jumping does not make Loken feel out of control.

He had already prepared his jump chop when he left his battleship. When he appeared on the alien's flesh-and-blood battleship filled with purple and pink ambient lights, his jump chop directly cut open the two aliens.

The flesh and blood were repelled from the sword by the force field, and the sword was not stained by even a drop of filthy blood.

The Luna Wolves followed Loken, slashing at every leader alien.

"Something's wrong, the garbage is too fragile and doesn't meet expectations."

Mu En immediately became vigilant. He turned around and looked at his battle brothers.

"Destroy those weird lights!"

Loken's mind was extremely determined, and he was not disturbed by those lights in the slightest.

But his warriors are not completely immune to this poison, and some Astartes are shaking their heads in pain.

The power from light desire resists the erosion of pleasure in their bodies.

Strange voices keep popping up in their heads, persuading them to embrace happiness.

This is a trap!
  Suppressing their desire for extreme carnage, the Astartes destroyed the lights on the battleship one by one.

Fetid blood flows down the bulkheads, which is what gives the lamps their special psychic powers.

"It's human blood."

Mu En's power armor gave him a result when he was less than two meters away from the blood.

They didn't know that when the leader's civilization arrived, they had experienced the same scene as them.

It's just that the leader's civilization does not have the blessing of gods, is not so firm, and has huge flaws in its own shared emotions.

So much so that Slaanesh just waved his hand, and the leader of the civilization turned into the shape of Shalish.

Now the leader of the civilization plans to use the blood of fallen humans who have experienced countless joys to reenact the process of their fall on this planet, so as to create illusions for these Astartes and guide them to fall.

This is the task given to the leaders of Slaanesh.

The blood that carries so much pleasure and torture would curse these warriors.

But with the return of the original body, the blessing of the evil god, the belief in the Emperor, the loyalty to the Empire, the pride of mankind, etc., the Luna Wolves were able to resist these.

"Disgusting heretic! You are questioning our loyalty to the Emperor!"

The Astartes, armed with high thermal weapons, burned the blood directly.

Those aliens who have damaged their brains due to excessive indulgence in pleasure and are thrown out as cannon fodder and sacrifices are just the appetizer.

At this time, a hatch directly in front of Loken opened, and several tall figures walked out of the darkness and appeared in front of the Astartes.

Behind those tall figures were more leading civilized warriors.

Part of the mental disturbance the Astartes suffered just now came from their worship here.

This is a temple built into a warship for sacrificial purposes. Where the temple is dedicated to the gods, there is a purple number "6", surrounded by a large number of broken and flowing gender symbols that can be reorganized at will.

Loken noticed that these aliens also wore some kind of heavy armor. They were more than two meters tall, and their leaders at the front were three meters tall.

Any civilization in the galaxy that has developed sufficiently is not easy to deal with.

The alien civilization that was able to escape from a powerful branch of the Eldar was not that weak after recuperating and growing again like being fed to pigs by Slaanesh.

"The God of Perfection has given you a chance!"

One of the leader's warrior leaders raised the broad-bladed sword in his hand and pointed at Loken from a distance.

The leader became proficient in High Gothic when he massacred the humans on this planet, and even the leader who gathered the wisdom of many compatriots could speak authentic High Gothic clearly and fluently.

"The Lord of Mankind will not give you a chance!"

Loken's response was sonorous and forceful, and his power sword was trembling. This seemingly far distance could be crossed in just a few moments with the Astartes' powerful mobility.

The warrior leader takes no nonsense and is confident in his power derived from Slaanesh.

Even though Loken can resist itself, there are still five warrior leaders beside it.

It didn't believe that four other people like Loken could appear in this group of human cans.

The collision between the power sword and the broad-bladed sword caused some metal fragments to fly out. The warrior leader was indeed powerful, and Loken felt a little struggling.

He had no time to distract himself from taking care of other warriors. He had to kill the enemy in front of him immediately before he could think about anything else.

Bombs roared, chainsaws rattled, fire exploded, flesh and blood were separated, and the friction of power armor and ceramic steel was endless.

Loken was cut away by a heavy blow, and he killed an alien who tried to attack him where he was staying with a sword.

"Pain, it's so wonderful, I want you to taste the same happiness as me!"

The warrior leader licked the blood flowing from the wound on his body caused by Loken, and it had entered a state of joy for killing.

This kind of fanaticism is centered on the leader and radiates to the surrounding leader aliens.

Next to Loken, a Luna Wolf was stabbed in the abdomen by another warrior leader.

"Feel powerless and hopeless, you cannot defeat the perfect warrior!"

The warrior leader pulled out the giant thorn in his hand and wanted to end the life of the Luna Wolf...

With the temple star.

On the high cliff, through the perspective shared by Light Desire, Horus saw all this, and her heirs were falling into a desperate situation.

"What are you doing? They trust you so much! Lust..."

Horus couldn't bear this kind of thing. She could only watch her sons die.

"Yes, they trust you so much, Wolf Shepherd."

Rasta looked at her calmly. He was teaching the young Primarch in front of him something.

Horus' nerves reacted quickly, and despite too much struggle in her mind, her answer was given in only a tenth of a second. “I don’t care about this shame, send me there and I will save my heirs!
  In light of desire, I will no longer be obsessed with what I look like. "

She knew that Rasta was asking her to accept her current situation.

With the urinary nature of this evil evil god, this is another part of the other party's future plan and is inevitable.

"What I want to teach you is not this thing, but two things. Horus, you are a little uncool."

The terrifying thing opened a teleportation vortex and jumped to the battleship with Horus.

However, the specific destination is not the cabin of the warship sacrificial hall as the battlefield, but another place.

Here, the two demons were arguing fiercely with Ibosas.

"Impossible! We won't hand over the power of pleasure to you, you can't convince us!"

There are two big demons on this planet, and they exist to deal with these Luna Wolves.

The Lord God of Slaanesh wants to make those cans follow the same path as the leader's civilization, so that he can adopt them as his beloved pets, and he will pamper these angels of the Emperor.

"My patience is almost exhausted. For the sake of the past, I have only talked to you for so long. You..."

Ibosas also wanted to use persuasion to seize the temple here. It told the two demons about the current power and new posture of the Lord of Joy.

And told them what a great plan their Lord had.

This made the two Slaanesh demons refuse with horror, but at the same time they did not dare to turn against them directly.

They could see that the guy in front of them was a fucking sub-god! A secondary god who can enter the real universe! Although it is extremely weak among gods.

The two big demons lowered their heads. They wanted to contact their main god, but after the arrival of Ibosas, the connection between the entire planet and the subspace was severed.

Ibosas's words suddenly stopped. After "you", there was no more words.

"Trash, what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for me to take away the power of pleasure from you?"

The whisper of the evil god sounded in Ibosas's ears.

Ibosas saw the "Lord of Joy" again, standing beside him with some anger in his eyes.

Horus was really angry, and she was even more grateful that she could come to help Guangyu, otherwise her heirs would face a terrible sacrifice.

Ibosas no longer hesitated and lifted the table directly. Elloys's spine allowed him to condense a huge mace in the palm of his hand.

It picked up the mace fiercely and smashed it at the two enemies in front of it.

It could no longer think about why it was normal for Slaanesh to ask it to kill another Slaanesh demon.

Ibosas will make everything into a reasonable form.

The cabin of the Temple of Sacrifice.

Loken took off his finely crafted power armor helmet and put it on the head of another soldier with a broken helmet next to him. The other person's skull was deformed and was supported by strong vitality.

The situation is getting worse at this moment.

These vile aliens did not kill any Astartes, they tortured the Imperial supermen.

This cabin was used by the aliens as a temple on the battleship, and was now being ravaged to please the one they thought was the perfect master.

At this moment, Loken shouted a slogan that was heretical but acceptable to himself and all the Luna Wolves present.

"Lord of Lights! Please give me hope!"

At this moment, the grinning aliens suddenly had a splitting headache and covered their ears.

The sound of the opened can caused severe tinnitus in their ears, and they couldn't hear what the other party was saying.

Praying to the evil god at such a close distance, even under cognitive shielding, Loken's call still has some terrifying power.

"Lord of Lights, give me power!"

All the Luna Wolves shouted.

At this moment, Loken turned his head, and he felt that the object of his prayer was very close to him.

Their material provider is on this battleship!

The strong belief caused a halo of dim light to rise behind Loken's head.

Each Astartes power armor has built-in medical devices, and various medicines are injected into the bodies of the disabled.

In the explosion that could not be heard clearly by the aliens, Loken was the first to charge and hacked to death the warrior leader closest to him who was holding a giant spike.

This time, the power sword killed the alien warrior leader as if it were cutting through an ordinary alien.

The Astartes relied on a large-scale control skill to launch a counterattack, and the corpses of the leader's aliens continued to fall.

The aliens retreated while fighting. After retreating to the temple, under the symbol of Slaanesh, they realized that the cans were open.

"Back off! Get out of here!"

The leader of the warriors with the broadsword who showed off his power before had no courage at all, and his cowardly behavior of running away after defeating him never attracted Khorne's attention.

In order to completely destroy the morale of these aliens, Loken hit the "6" in the center of the temple upside down with a bolter.

These aliens want to leave here through the passage behind the temple.

Until the alien at the very end screamed.

The former gambling abyss came out of the passage, carrying two big demon heads in its hand. When it saw these aliens, it grabbed the ax of a warrior leader and chopped it down without thinking.

Ibosas was a little worried at first, but it also noticed that this temple seemed to be very consistent with the specifications of the Temple of Slaanesh.

Just when it was about to become suspicious again, it noticed the number "9" on the temple that served as the symbol of Slaanesh.

"Sure enough, it is the conspiracy of the Lord of Changes! I have actually shaken my faith in the great Lord of Joy! Fortunately, the most powerful Lord of Chaos guided me! Let me see the truth clearly!"

(End of this chapter)